I am very clean this morning. I smell nice. My hair is soft. How ever I’m just feeling BLEH. Hormonal most probably, though knowing that doesn’t lessen the yuck feeling much. I am a little overwhelmed by the amount of stuff I have committed to completing the next few weeks. I have a ton of documentation and other stuff to worry about, right at this very minute. I can’t seem really to focus, or to alleviate the free-floating anxiety. So instead, I am going to stare for a while at this picture of the bridge in Besalu and imagine I am there again. About to eat a delicious lunch of rabbit cooked with plums, and some perfect Spanish white wine. Then I will nap lightly on bench in the sun before heading of to hike in the Pyrenees foothills. Oh yeah, just like that. Mmmmmmm.
ETA-on a re-read all that cleanliness stuff seems sort of creepy. It’s only because I changed the filter in my showerhead yesterday and I can seriously feel the difference in how much better the water is.